"Definitely time to go," Ibani replies, sidestepping a thrown chair and several mugs as she snags her own glass.

Oh dear, one of the players was a Wookie. Going to get REALLY ugly in here shortly.

They make their way out toward the street, and Ibani is still flushed a little. "Don't know WHAT got into Hylo," she mutters. Clearly, more alcohol is called for!. She pours herself another glass and offers to pour more for Ben.